Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2011 15:42:12 -0400
From: Chubby Cub
Subject: Stepping Away From the Party
This is a story involving two gay men having sex, if that offends
you stop reading. If you're underage for where you live and reading this
please stop reading, though I doubt I'll really stop you if you're reading
this.
"Not here." I tell him as he pushes us into the empty room. People
would have seen us leave the party together and they would be suspicious
when we both disappear. I can still hear the sounds of music and the loud
speaker as I am pushed into the room and the door closes behind him. The
room seems to be someone's office but now one is shown to be in it besides
us as he flicks on the light.
I try to think of something to say to ward him off as he advances
and pins me between an old metal file cabinet and the wall but before I can
his lips meet mine and we kiss. Lusts combine with the nights drinking to
make mind a wash of purple haze. He moans into my mouth as we kiss while
he tongue wrestles with mine for dominance. He leans into the kiss as his
arms wrap around my waist, he really wants it. I am already breathing hard
when he breaks the kiss.
His hands are already moving over my body by the time this kiss has
stopped. I think he's only doing it to grope me but I can feel my shirt
start loosen and my pants sag around my waist. "Come here boy." he says
pulling me close and locking me in another kiss. His voice is smooth as
melted sugar and as rich as it too, bring up something primal in me with
its southern pitch. Our bodies press against each other, his bigger larger
frame enveloping mine and pulling it close.
I pull away from the kiss this time, more because of the lack of
air than anything else. Without my consent my hands move to his waist then
his belt as I start to remove it. He has to help because I keep fumbling
it, his fingers lacing with mine, but we get it and his pants hang so loose
around his waist it's a easy task to step out of them. He moves back
towards the desk in the corner, leaving his pants where they were.
His hand pulls me to the desk and I shake out of my pants on the
way. The front of his boxer is obviously tented with his hard cock as he
lets go of my hand and plops down on the desk. "I need your mouth" he
demands as he pulls his cock out of his boxers. His cock is a thick thing
that I can barely close my hand around but I don't need any more
encouragement.
Sitting up on my knees I take his cock in my mouth, the nights
drinking making me bolder then normal as I take him to the back of my
throat. He lets out a moan that comes from his chest as I swallow his cock
to the base, my throat stretching around his thick piece of meat. "There
you go." he tells me as he lays an encouraging hand on the back of my head.
His scent is heavy and intoxicating smelling of a man who works of
his living, sweat, dirt and raw male musk. I almost hate to leave the
smell as I pull back from his pubs for air, but even if faint his scent
lingers on the air around him. I don't want to waste a single second and I
am soon back on his cock, tasting its salty flavor on my tongue, and even
enjoying the feeling of it filling my mouth. "Fuck" he grunts as his
fingers get hold of my hair, pinching it between his fingers.
It's not long before I can taste his pre and I can tell he's close,
his breathes getting deep and shallow. I want it so bad to feel him come
down my throat but, before it happens he pulls me off. He is so close I can
tell, one lick , one more second and it would happen but he holds me off.
"Not yet boy." he tells me as he hops down from the desk and stands me up.
"I still want a piece of this!" he grabs hold of my ass and plants a short
kiss on me.
He doesn't ask me to he just moves me and bends me over the desk.
My underwear soon follow the way of my pants and are pulled off of me. I
small whimper escapes my lips as his spit slicked thumb is pressed into my
ass. "So tight" he says as he replaces his thumb with two fingers and
starts pumping them in and out of my ass. Letting out wanting groans of
pleasure I rose up on the tips of my toes, offering myself even more to
him.
I didn't expect what he did next and let out a gasping moan
somewhere between pleasure and pain as his hand slap my ass. "Like that?"
he asked as he slapped the other side of my ass while still pumping his
fingers in and out of me, turning them the slightest degree.
"Yes" I said breathy as more and more slaps were delivered to my
backside. A last slap across my ass was delivered before he removed his
fingers and another right after. My legs feel weak and my ass hot as I held
up in the air.
"Here I come." he said as he grabbed me by the waist and pressed
his cock to my asshole. I let out a moan as I press back against him.
Amused he let out a low rumbling laugh as he grabbed hold of me with both
hands at the waist and thrust into me. A gasp was caught in my throat as he
pushed into me, not stopping until till he was flush against my ass.
"Fuck" he groaned, making the word one long syllable. Even though
he had stretched me with his fingers it still hurt as he pushed his whole
cock in me making a dull pain accent the pleasure of being filled by his
cock. Leaning forward his hands went up my body and under my shirt to my
nipples. Tweaking and pulling on them as he started to pull his cock out of
me.
His thrusts are short at first as his hands played with my soft
pecs fucking only an inch or two out of me before pushing it back in and
grinding against my still raw bottom. The thrusts would hit my button just
right on its way in and out. Making my cock pulse as I hung between my
legs.
The small thrusts didn't last long as he pulled himself up, placing
his hands back on my waist and started to fuck me. His fingers dug into my
sides hard enough for me to be waking up with bruises as he started to pull
his cock out of me in long pulls before fucking it back into me. Going till
his cock was all but out of me he slams his hips back in, smacking his hips
into my ass and pushing me across the desk. The sound that comes from it is
a steady slap, slap, slap that is mixed with his grunts and my moans.
Ducking my head in my arms I moan like a banshee as he starts to
lay into me. I could feel my orgasm starting to rise in me as his cock
pounded into my prostate. It's not long before I could feel myself shooting
against the desk and my ass tightens around his cock. My cum painting part
of the desk white.
"Get ready boy" he said pulling me back to meet his thrusts. He
gave one last thrust before his cock pulses in me and started to shoot.
Holding himself against me he starts to cum, filling me up five shots of
hot cum.
With him collapsing on top of me we laid there for a while enjoying
the afterglow before going back to the party.
If you like the story tell me at Useabusechub@mail.com, it keeps me writing
these things.